Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Czech Republic and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Aloha Tigers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
The Count Five,
Von Mondo,
Soft Cell,
Grauzone,
T. Rex,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skriet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Easy Going,
Wire,
Wally Richardson,
Tubeway Army,
ABC,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bronski Beat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Sonics,
X-101,
Goldenarms,
Lungfish,
Sun City Girls,
June of 44,
Outsiders,
Interpol,
The Litter,
Black Flag,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erasure,
Connie Case,
Moss Icon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
Lindisfarne,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q and Not U,
Adolescents,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
Pere Ubu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camberwell Now,
Howard Jones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
Animal Collective,
China Crisis,
Boredoms,
Hasil Adkins,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gap Band,
The Selecter,
Guru Guru,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.